FOLIO 214 215 Elegy upon Thomas ap David Lloyd, of Aberbechan, by Lewis Dwnn, written in 1602 or 1603 Elegy upon David Lloyd ap David, of "y Dinas Mowddwy" (Nantmynach), by Lewis Dwnn, 1603 Ode to Sir William Morgan, Knt., by Lewis Dwnn, 1614 217 Ode in praise of Sir Rowland Morgan, Knight, by Lewis Dwnn, 1614 Ode to "Master" Edward Morgan, of the Monastery of Llanternam, by Lewis Dwnn, 1616 "Gorffen Kowydd K. vtris yw", a fragment of an ode, by Lewis Dwnn, 1603 ... Ode in praise of Edward Wynn, of Llanwddyn, imper- Ode in praise of Richard Vaughan, of Talhenbont (Plas ... 219 221 224 224 226 228 ... 230 Stanzas by Richard Philip and Lewis Dwnn, 1601 ... 232 Elegy upon Andrew Sion ap Thomas, of Brecknockshire, by Lewis Dwnn, 1604... ... Ode in praise of Valentine ap Richard, Esq., by Lewis ... 234 236 Ode in praise by William Gibbon, by Lewis Dwnn, 1592 233 Ode in praise of Matthew Herbert of Colebrook, Esq., by Lewis Dwnn, 1604 Ode to the heir of a branch of the line of Heraist, by Ode in praise of Morgan ap Meredith, Esq., by Lewis Ode to John Ernallt (Arnold?), by Lewis Dwnn, 1603... Ode addressed to Sion ap Hoel, of the line of Bedo, of ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... 258 260 ... Ode to Gilbert Humffre, of Talybont, by Lewis Dwnn, 1577... Another ode to the same person, by Lewis Dwnn, 1580... 264 Ode in praise of David ap Edward ap Howel, of Landyssil, by Lewis Dwnn, 1573 Ode to Huw Arwystli, the Bard, by Lewis Dwnn, 1533 270 An englyn by Lewis Dwnn, 1584 Ode to John Robert Phillip, of the Ririd Flaidd, by Lewis ... Elegy upon Rys ap Owen ap "Llelo:" of Berriew, by ... 268 271 272 ... ... 273 275 ... Stanzas to John Prys, of Monachdy, in Radnorshire, by Elegy upon Alice, daughter of Richard ap Thomas, wife of John Awbrey, of Aber Kynfrig, by Lewis Dwnn, 1579... ... ... ... Ode to "Master" James ap David Lloyd, of Caereinion Ode in praise of "Master" William Lewys, "y stiwar swydd ofenni, ag ysgwair Koloreg," by Lewis Dwnn, 1580... Elegy upon John ap Morus ap John, of the county of ... Ode in praise of "Master" Herbert of Montgomery, by Ode in praise of "Master" Thomas Tanatt, of Abertanatt, by Lewis Dwnn, 1576 Ode in praise of Richard Prys, Vicar of Kerry, by Lewis Ode upon John ap Griffith ap Owen, of Berriew, by Lewis 295 297 299 K Elegy upon Richard ap Arthur ap Mathew Goch ap Tho- Ode to Oliver Lloyd, of Llai, by Lewis Dwnn, 1582 300 302 303 305 307 ... 310 An englyn upon Our Lord, by Lewis Dwnn, 1604 310 312 Ode in praise of the land of Brecknock, by Howel ap 313 Stanzas by Lewis Dwnn, 1590 Stanzas by Lewis Dwnn ... Englyn by Lewis Dwnn, 1605 "Kywydd bythiaid" to Howel ap.........of Caerdiff, by Ievan Deylwyn A short ode by Guto'r Glyn (? if perfect) A mere fragment, apparently, of an ode to one Gruffith, grandson of James ap Sion 314 315 ... 316 Elegy upon David Wynn ap Howel, of Talybont, county of Montgomery, by Lewis Dwnn, 1605 ... Ode to the Coroner of Llanvair in Gwent, by Lewis ... Ode to Sir John Games, Knt., by Lewis Dwnn, 1605 321 Ode to "Master" William Williams, "gwr y gyfraith", Peniarth, 20th November, 1874. ... 327 328 330 333 W. W. E. W. POETS OF POWYS-LAND AND THEIR PATRONS. I. MYLLIN. BY THE REV. ROBERT JONES, B.A., VICAR OF ALL SAINTS, ROTHERHITHE. A LYRIC poet, whose works have shed a bright lustre on Rome, and given to her a more enduring name than either her Capitol or Colosseum, tells us that many a brave man lived before the time of Agamemnon, but, having no poet to hand down his name, had been forgotten. An English writer of the present century says again that "Many are poets who have never penn'd." Of the few, then, who have sprung up and enriched Wales with story and song, it is a duty to record the name and worth ere they have quite passed away. The subject of the present memoir, John Jones, better known by his nom de plume of "Myllin", was born almost with the birth of the present century, at Llanfyllin, of poor though worthy parents. His early education was meagre, and did but little to prepare him for the pursuits of his after life. Still, those few years of training in what was little better than a village school, in conjunction with his own genius and industry, sufficed to lay the foundation of great literary attainments. They wrought in him the accomplished poet. The difficulties he had to contend with were those which similar aspirants have ever found in the pursuit of knowledge under difficulties-the want of books. But in this respect he was rather fortunate. Llanfyllin boasted at this time of a tailor who, while pursuing his daily avocation, contrived to devote many an hour to literature. Some of the old inhabitants still remember Elijah Morris, with his quaint character and love of books; for to the purchase of the latter a considerable portion of Elijah's earnings was set aside. This little home, then, with its library, at Pen-ucha'r-afon, became the shrine to which Myllin made frequent pilgrimages.. Ingratiating himself into the elder scholar's good opinions, by his studious and persevering researches into the ancient Welsh literature, he had constant access to the bookshelves, "Rich with the spoils of time," as well as to the fund of miscellaneous knowledge Elijah had within himself.1 As he progressed in years "the friendship of books' separated him from the vulgar herd of his fellows. Although pursuing what the world would deem an ignoble vocation, the master-spirit within, elevated by noble studies and acquirements, gave an intellectual cast to his countenance and a light to his eye that betokened the scholar and gentleman. There was no arrogance in his demeanour. He had learned enough to know that he was but a little child standing on the verge of the great ocean of knowledge; and it made him humble. Making acquaintance with the old bards of the 12th and succeeding centuries, Gwalchmai and his fellows, 1 A quainter character than even Elijah was the village blacksmith, Humphrey Lloyd. Elijah would occasionally visit the smithy, to puzzle his friend with some hard knotty question. He magnified his vocation, too, by often reminding Humphrey that the oldest trade of which there was any record was that of a tailor, alluding to Adam and Eve sewing fig-leaves together to make themselves aprons. A bright thought took possession of Humphrey one night as he lay on his pillow; and, waking with the early dawn, he made his way to Pen-ucha'r-afon, and hammered at Elijah's door. When the latter, irritated by so untimely a visit, appeared at his bed-room window, our Vulcan triumphantly asked, "Elijah, who made the needle?' |